Reason #18930 I want to move to Copenhagen...

I've already admitted I'm a lover of anything royal, so when I was able to see the palaces of the Danish Royals last October in Copenhagen I was obviously elated. I distinctly remember suppressing squeals as the tour guide told the story of how Prince Frederik and Princess Mary met.

It was something along the lines of:

He was in Austrailia, they met a pub, fell in love (she was not aware that he was a Prince, mind you), he proposed, she accepted, he mentioned the one tiny detail...he was the Crown Prince of Denmark and she would, of course, become a Crown Princess.  She still said yes. (Lifetime movie, anyone?)

Yesterday I found these photos of them and literally mumbled to myself: "move over Kate & Wills..."
of course though, you can never have too many royal family favorites.

But I must say, Princess Mary & Prince Frederik are edging in for the tip-top spot (and their children  Prince Christian Valdemar Henri John, Princess Isabella Henrietta Ingrid Margrethe, Prince Vincent Frederik Minik Alexander and Princess Josephine Sophia Ivalo Mathilda).

Naturally I have a board on pinterest dedicated to this kind of royal nerdiness. 

{Quote of the Week.}

-eight eleven press.

...things are going to get easier.

my host mom (aka soul sister) always commented about my ability to know things intuitively. i find i am better with it in regard to situations outside of ones directly connected to myself. for instance, i can tell if someone has questionable motives or is a untrustworthy when it comes to my friends' relationships. furthermore, i get strong urges to do certain things, like start this blog for instance. or move to Germany for eight months. it's as though i get these waves of "knowing." knowing, not believing, that i have to do something and knowing it is meant to be. at other times, like my relationships with gentlemen for instance, i am not so great with listening to my intuition. while i'm quite good at being able to "feel out" a situation or person, i'm equally, if not better, at ignoring my intuition. it's as though i want it to be something good, so badly, that i ignore the truth as long as i can.

talk about counterproductive talents. sheesh.

i promised myself, and my host mom, that i would listen to my instincts more, especially when it came to my love life. Because up till now, it's been a vicious cycle of "i knew it this was coming" events. so today, after a few months of forgetting this promise, i am letting it go and actually accepting the signs and feelings that come my way.

i mean, have you ever tried to go against the universe's plan? it's impossible. (not to mention, so much better than anything you could have planned on your own. i guess that's why they say patience is a virtue...)

no wonder i've been so stinkin' tired.

plus, after a wee panic attack around three o'clock today i turned on the radio to this song blaring. and ya know what? i think things really are going to get easier.

A poem I wrote for class (& would love to share with you).

{Deutschland, 2011.}

Eckernförde

Little toes spread across mine,

the brisk air keeps us entwined.

We sit building castles out

of smooth, moist sand.

The water makes us shiver,

freezes our hands.

The rocks we climb

are slippery and wet.

The waves so salty,

they nip at our feet.

I hold you on my hip,

as you holler for me

to jump higher.

As we dive into the waves,

you grab my hand tighter.

Your giggles fill my ears,

I beam, you’re my happiness.

We live on this shore

most of the summer.

But you’re almost four,

and soon I must go.

My God how I’ll miss this.

But the caws of the seagulls,

and the laughter from the

slides, will always play

in the background of my mind.

Because these days with you

have taught me so much,

you’re forever my little one

and this shore will forever be ours.

And until I revisit and we share our

ice cream cone, remember these times

we called our own.